GOOD TROUBLE: CALL FOR ART
Art of Resistance, Justice & Liberation
Art of Resistance, Justice & Liberation
About the Artist
I came to Los Angeles from El Salvador in 2022, carrying nothing but hope, faith, and the belief that I was meant for something greater. But like many immigrants, I quickly learned that survival comes before dreams. I worked job after job—cleaning bathrooms at SoFi Stadium, washing seats, laying floors in construction, stacking boxes in warehouses—jobs that left my body tired but my spirit still burning with purpose.
Every shift, every late night, every moment covered in dust or sweat reminded me of the same truth: I was living far from my dreams, but I wasn’t far from my destiny. Even when people only saw a laborer, God reminded me there was a gift inside me—an artist, a creator, someone who wanted to build something meaningful.
My project was born in those hidden, humble places where many immigrants stand every day. It’s dedicated to the dreamers who leave their home country, their parents, their comfort, and arrive in a new land with nothing guaranteed… except their determination. It’s for those who have to wear boots or aprons to survive but carry a designer’s heart, an artist’s vision, a creator’s fire.
As immigrants, we face doubt, sacrifice, loneliness, and moments where giving up seems easier. But every morning we open our eyes is another chance to keep going. And that is the message of my story:
You can keep going. Even when people laugh. Even when you feel stuck. Even when you have no support but God.
I created this project to remind others like me that dreams don’t die in the struggle—they are shaped by it. When you trust God, embrace your purpose, and honor the gift you were born with, something powerful happens: your pain becomes strength, your journey becomes art, and your life becomes inspiration for others.
Artist statement
"This painting reflects a deeply personal and realistic vision of my journey as an immigrant. It captures the moment I said goodbye to my parents in El Salvador, carrying my dreams in a backpack as I embarked on a new life in the United States. I want to convey a contrast of emotions—a journey toward my dreams filled with sorrow for leaving the people I love most, my parents, and at the same time with hope and faith to create a better future for them and pursue my aspirations. I will never forget the last hug and kiss I shared with my parents, especially my mother; though it lasted only a few seconds, it is engraved in my memory for eternity. I have no memories from when I was born, of the first hug my mother gave me, but I imagine that is what I felt—something indescribable in words. This painting symbolizes that moment all immigrants experience: the final embrace of the ones we love most, and the hope for a brighter future."